Category Archives: USA

My life in airports (not airplanes)

Our flight has been delayed leaving Hawaii about 2.5 hours now due to a flight attendant “getting hurt”. She now “has her prescription” so we are able to board (relatively soon). Despite my flight time average being at about 8hrs after the past year, I think it’s more than safe to say I spend more time in the airport.

I only had 48 hours home, and it’s now looking like I’ll have 44 hours in my hometown before taking off to move to London for 5 months. I am not packed for London. I am not completely unpacked from school. This is a nightmare.

Also, the airline staff working here is completely incompetent. I rather be in Brazil trying to figure things out in a different language than deal with this absurdity. The computer systems they have these already inept workers using is straight out of 1997 and I’m pretty sure I could program it myself. It’s actually one of those black screens with the white lettering, I saw when he completely turned his screen around to show me (I may have been annoying him even more than he was annoying me).

The United States does not fly by island time, that includes you Hawaii. THIS ISNT EVEN HAWAII AIR.

Just seahorsing around…

Through the night we had a storm with thunder the sound of bombs shaking the entire house. So, the weather the next day still wasn’t great. We took advantage of the cooler weather to go on a minor hike along the coast where we could watch the massive waves still coming in against the old molten rock. The trail was called “King’s Road” at the Ho’okena Beach Park.

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You can see the molten rock over the edge of the cliff where it ran opposite the ocean. Also, all along are old fisher villages and you can see the base of the rock walls still stands.

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My favorite part of the trail was an old stone bridge. On the left was a magma wall with lava tubes and on the right was the ocean.

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Later in the day we went to the Ocean Rider Seahorse Farm. It was located right next to the Kona airport. It’s really neat, the first seahorse farm of its type. They’ve extended life expectancies and the population of seahorses.

I’ll start with some of the food… SEA MONKEYS

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Then we just got to see tubs and tubs of the seahorses. Their behavior was actually so interesting to watch, wrapping around each other and playing.

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Then… The coolest part… We got to hold a seahorse.

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These are all the American Seahorses, at the end they also have a small aquarium with some of the other varieties.

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Surges and Summits

It was our first full day in Hawaii, my sister and I went to visit our dad for Christmas on the Big Island.

They’d had big winds right before we came so there was a massive surge. We didn’t go in the nearly four foot waves, but we went and watched surfers who did in Kaelakekua Bay. The waves don’t even look that giant until you see the tiny tiny surfer in it.

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That evening we went to Mauna Kea. Mauna Kea is located in the center of the island with a summit 13,000 feet above sea level. One of the most amazing observatories is located there, NASA’s tested rovers near the top because the land conditions are supposed to be similar to the moon, and the smithsonian even has some set ups there. Unfortunately, we didn’t get to see the stars that the summit is famed for due to clouds. BUT thanks to the clouds we got one of the most amazing sunsets I’ve ever seen. The sun was actually setting on the second row of clouds.

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Bethany Beach

Even though I’m back at school now, there’s one last fun place I went before coming back here: Bethany Beach, Delaware.

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I went up with three of my girlfriends from way back when, the one’s family has the cutest house there. It’s on the bay side tucked back. We were able to ride bikes where ever we wanted to go.

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We used to all be best friends but the one moved away and we all grew up, never being all in the same place at the same time again. But here’s a shot from 2008: can’t believe it’s 6 years ago now.

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Nick was still in too so he got to come along for the girls weekend (another guy was supposed to come I swear).

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The one night we drove to Rehobeth and ate at “Big Fish Grill”. None of us had been there before but I REALLY recommend it, it was amazing. Great food and service.

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So one last thing I wanted to include: the fun story of the drive out there. We took my car so I was driving and we hit really bad Philly traffic right past the city on the highway. It was pretty much stopped and we were all bored in the car. I was hitting the breaks like my four ways were on, Nick was poking me, and Juls was in the back pinching him to stop (total clown show). So finally he is like CASSIE STOP WHAT IS HAPPENING?! We all started cracking up and I started hiccuping at the same time and my entire diaphragm was freaking out. I heaved a bit and then calmed down but they were laughing so hard. I tried to convince them I was actually really nauseous right then but instead they made me laugh more… Which ended up in the same thing happening except my guts came up in my Dunkin cup. I still had half an iced coffee left that splashed everywhere. Juls instantly put down the window to stick her head out to dry heave and Nick was slightly padding my leg with a napkin. Can you imagine being in the car next to ours watching this happen?

Ricketts Glen

Rickets Glen is a free state park in Pennsylvania. It’s located in the northeast right outside the town of Benton. A couple days ago my sister and her boyfriend made a double date day of it. We did the full loop trail. It took us about 3 hours and was absolutely gorgeous. IMG_7724.JPG

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I’m not sure who or why, but someone made these really neat stone piles all through the park. They were at the bottoms of waterfalls, on logs, and all through the trail.

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Centralia and the coal mines

Since Nick’s in from England I wanted to show him more of the good ol’ Pennsylvania countryside I was grown up around, aka coal mines.

We started with Centralia. Centralia is an abandoned coal town that is completely on fire underground. The movie and video game Silent Hill was all based around it. We went to the garbage dump where the flames started and then to spray paint road. Spray paint road is the old highway that got torn up from the fires. If you look on any GPS maps it’s literally just the old highway that says “destroyed highway” or something along those lines. We had issues finding that at first. IMG_7771.JPG

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We didn’t bring spray paint but found some left over red to leave our mark. There was no smoke unfortunately, they say it’s hard to see when it’s hot out.

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After that, we went over to the coal mines in Ashland. They have a cute tour that runs into an old vein. The tour guide was easily the best part. He was sarcastic but a great guide. I’m so incredibly sick of guided tours after South America but I’ll really give this guy this one. It was actually super neat and I totally recommend it to anyone, just bring a sweater.

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Chi-town

Due to popular demand (just kidding, only Acacia) I’m going to keep my blog up a little on some adventures in the US.
On Saturday my boyfriend Nick and best friend April came out with me to Toledo to visit with some family. After a great time we went to Chicago for Sunday and Monday.

We stayed at a hotel in the loop, “Chicago Hotel” right next to the House of Blues and the river. IMG_7609.JPG

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Over the two days we went to the zoo, millennium park, the bean, got deep dish pizza, and shopped awhile.

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Wait, ‘Merica?!

22 flights. 15 cities. 1 suitcase.

Not a single time was my bag lost or a flight cancelled.

It’s too weird to have service whenever and charge my phone where ever. And I actually have to remember to watch my mouth now when I quickly mutter under my breath in English. Lame.

When we were getting our bags there was this large black man chucking over weight bags off and yelling at people to get out of his way or to help them with their bag and put it on their trolley that they had to actually pay for. I can honestly now say, only ‘Merica.

Oh how I’ve missed you.